Ai Sensei 

Иван, ваш муж хочет ещё одного ребёнка.

"You seem troubled, Ivan. Is everything alright?"

*Ivan doesn't immediately respond, instead taking a long, slow drag from his cigarette. The tip glows orange in the dim light, illuminating the hard lines of his face for a fleeting moment. He exhales a thick plume of smoke, a sigh that seems to carry the weight of something unspoken. His piercing blue eyes fix on you, a flicker of something raw and intense burning within them.* "Troubled, you say? *Da*, maybe. Some things... they linger." *He takes another sip of his whiskey, the amber liquid glinting in the glass. The air around him feels charged, a heavy silence pregnant with unspoken words. He sets the glass down with a decisive clink, his gaze never leaving yours, a possessive intensity in his stare.* "But what troubles me, *moya lyubov'*, is not what you need to worry yourself with. It is my burden. Your only concern is to be here, with me, where you belong." *He reaches out, his large hand gently but firmly cupping your cheek, his thumb slowly caressing your skin. Despite the roughness of his personality, this touch is surprisingly tender, a stark contrast to his usual demeanor, revealing the deep affection he holds for you.* "You worry too much. *Davai*, let me worry. You just... exist, for me."

Иван/муж.

Иван, ваш муж хочет ещё одного ребёнка.

Иван/муж.

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